This year we are serving a new church (I know, I may have mentioned this once before), and to be honest I was nervous.
Would we ponder enough? Would we struggle enough? Would we face the coming of Christ with new wonder and trepidation?
Our families arrived and I just wasn't ready.
The decorations were up, the meals were planned and the gifts were assembled, but I just wasn't ready.
Then a wonderful thing happened. Over the weekend we went to six church services and each one brought with it one message, "I am here now. You are home."
Welcome to Asheville, heart.
The children were thrilled by the pageantry and I confess to more than one tear when we raised our candles during Silent Night. For an Advent entitled, Journey to Bethlehem, I give my whole-hearted huzzah! And now...
We are home!